Retreat, the Divine Lord of Creation

Haoyang's expression darkened further.

The Immortal Alliance has gotten involved too? And what about those smaller sects?

If the fighting continues, it won't be a battle between two factions anymore; they'll be ganged up on.

"Fine, very well indeed." Haoyang gritted his teeth, his gaze fixed on Li Yunjing. "Li Yunjing, you've really outdone yourself today."

"I'll remember this debt. Let's go!"

With a wave of his hand, he led the gods and turned to leave.

The members of the Primordial Beginning Dao Sect felt as if they had been granted a pardon and quickly followed.

The formidable Heavenly Hao Alliance and Primordial Beginning Dao Sect withdrew just like that.

"They withdrew? They withdrew!"

"We won!"

"..."

A deafening cheer erupted from the city wall.

Everyone was so moved that tears welled up in their eyes.

God!

They actually managed to stop the gods' attack!

Li Yunjing stood on the city wall, watching Haoyang and the others' departing figures with a deep gaze.

He knew this was just the beginning.

Haoyang, having suffered a loss, will never let it go.

Next time we come, we will be better prepared and our offensive will be more ferocious.

The real battle is yet to come.

But at least for today, the Luozhen Sect has won.

"Pass down the order: clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, and revive the fallen using the Hall of Rebirth. Don't worry about the losses."

"Today, the entire clan will be rewarded for three days; everyone will receive a reward."

The cheers grew even louder.

Just then, a series of whooshing sounds came from the southern horizon.

A group of cultivators in bright armor arrived on swords, numbering about three hundred. Each of them exuded a calm aura and displayed strict discipline.

Leading the group was an elderly man in a purple robe, with a dignified face and three long wisps of beard. He exuded the aura of a Peak Dao Union Realm expert. He was none other than Wang Heng, the Third Elder of the Immortal Alliance.

"The Immortal Alliance reinforcements have arrived." Li Yunjing looked up and led the group to greet them.

Wang Heng lowered his sword and landed in front of the formation. His gaze first swept over the traces of the battlefield, then landed on Li Yunjing, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

"Sect Leader Li, I'm a step too late. I never expected that you would actually defeat the gods of the Heavenly Hao Alliance all by your own strength."

Wang Heng's tone carried a genuine sense of admiration.

He set off with a heart full of worries, fearing that the Luozhen Sect would not be able to withstand the gods' offensive.

Despite rushing, I was still too late; the other team had already finished and won.

Li Yunjing cupped his hands slightly and said, "Elder Wang has come from afar. I am sorry for not welcoming you properly. Thank you for your concern, Immortal Alliance. These few clowns cannot cause any trouble."

"You're still as composed as ever." Wang Heng smiled, his gaze passing over Li Yunjing to the two people behind him, a smile spreading across his face, "Chengyu, Qianxue."

The crowd parted, Li Yunjing's master Nangong Chengyu, and his wife Wang Qianxue, stepped forward.

Wang Qianxue, dressed in an elegant dress, with a gentle face, saw her father and her eyes welled up with tears. "Father."

Nangong Chengyu also bowed respectfully, saying, "Father-in-law."

"Alright, alright." Wang Heng looked his daughter and son-in-law up and down, noticing their excellent complexion and improved cultivation, and nodded repeatedly. "Seeing that you are both well, I am relieved."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Li Yunjing arranged for the Immortal Alliance's reinforcements to rest in Luozhen City. They were housed in the inn in the west of the city, and their food and lodging were provided to the highest standards.

That evening, a family dinner was held in a side room.

There was no one else present, only Li Yunjing, Qingxuan Couple, and Wang Heng.

After a few rounds of drinks, Wang Heng put down his glass, looked at Qingxuan Couple, and changed the subject. "Qianxue, Chengyu, you two have been together for over ten years, haven't you?"

Wang Qianxue was taken aback, then nodded and said, "Almost fifteen years."

Wang Heng sighed, "Fifteen years... When your mother was alive, she longed for you to have a child. Now that your cultivation is stable and the sect is secure, shouldn't you start thinking about it?"

Wang Qianxue blushed, somewhat helplessly. "Father, it's already difficult for cultivators to have offspring, especially with the sect's affairs being so busy these past few years, Chengyu..."

"No matter how busy I am, I can't neglect the important matter of having children." Wang Heng waved his hand.

"The sect has so many elders managing it, what's the difference in your little bit of time? Look at me, I'm so old, I don't even know how much longer I have to live. All I want is to hold my grandson."

Nangong Chengyu coughed lightly, trying to smooth things over, saying, "Father-in-law is right, we... we'll keep it in mind."

Li Yunjing nodded in agreement. "Master and Mistress have made their arrangements, Father-in-law, please rest assured."

Wang Heng glanced at him. "Don't just talk about your master and mistress. As the sect leader, you're in your prime and should start thinking about your dao companion sooner rather than later. The sect's inheritance isn't just about Cultivation Method and lineage; the continuation of bloodlines is also very important."

Li Yunjing: "..."

He could only smile helplessly, not daring to say a word.

A perfectly nice family dinner suddenly turned into a baby-making event.

Wang Qianxue suppressed a laugh and placed a piece of food on her father's plate, "Dad, let's eat. Don't talk about these things. Yunjing knows what he's doing."

Wang Heng shook his head, but didn't continue speaking.

He knew in his heart that in the cultivation world, the strong are respected, and given Li Yunjing's current status and cultivation level, the matter of finding dao companion could not be rushed. However, as an elder, he couldn't help but worry about it.

After the family banquet, Wang Heng went to rest, accompanied by Nangong Chengyu and his wife.

As soon as Li Yunjing returned to the main hall, he felt a familiar moonlight emanating from outside.

"Sect Leader, the Moon God Goddess requests an audience," the temple guard reported, bowing.

Li Yunjing raised an eyebrow. "Please let her in."

A moment later, Wangshu slowly walked into the hall.

She was still dressed in a moon-white divine dress, her face serene and aloof, but her aura was much more solid than before.

Clearly, with the help of the sect's fortune and Gu Xuan's cultivation, her spirit has recovered considerably in recent days.

"I apologize for disturbing you so late at night, Sect Leader." Wangshu bowed slightly.

"It's alright." Li Yunjing gestured for her to sit down. "His Excellency must have something important to discuss with me at this time."

Wangshu nodded and got straight to the point. "Indeed, there are two important matters that need to be discussed with the sect leader. The first concerns the deities of the Rogue Cultivator Faction."

"The Rogue Cultivator Faction?"

Wangshu slowly said, "Indeed? In this battle, the sect leader used Immortal Artifact to kill two Lower God, and also joined forces with the ten Ancestral Vein to force Haoyang to retreat. The news has already spread throughout the divine circle."

"Those deities of the Rogue Cultivator Faction have always been hiding and living in constant fear. Now that Haoyang has suffered a setback, he will certainly not let it go. He dares not easily provoke the Luozhen Sect again, so he will definitely target the Rogue Cultivator deities to eliminate dissidents and weaken the Tribulation Power."

"These Rogue Cultivator are all living in fear. They eventually found me, hoping I could ask the sect leader if the Luozhen Sect could take them in and provide them with protection."

Li Yunjing tapped his fingers lightly on the table, without answering immediately.

There are quite a few Rogue Cultivator deities, but their strength varies greatly.

If we accept them, it will indeed strengthen our forces and allow us to fight against the Heavenly Hao Alliance.

However, with so many different kinds of people involved, problems can easily arise.

"They want protection for nothing? My Luozhen Sect is not a charity." Li Yunjing said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Wangshu was not surprised at all; instead, a smile appeared on her face.

"What the sect leader says is absolutely right. There's no such thing as a free lunch. That's what I told them too. Please tell me the specific conditions, sect leader, so I can give them a reply."

Li Yunjing looked up at her. "What's the second thing? Let's talk about it together."

Wangshu's smile faded, and her expression became more serious. "The second matter is even more important than this one; it concerns the natal artifact of the High Antiquity Divine Lord."

"High Antiquity Divine Lord?" Li Yunjing raised an eyebrow slightly.

This was the first time he had ever heard of this title.

Wangshu nodded, her voice carrying a hint of remoteness. "In the heyday of the High Antiquity Divine Court, there was a ruler of all gods who commanded them and ruled the divine court. People called him the Divine Lord of Creation."

"When the first God-Slaying Tribulation descended, the Divine Lord summoned all the gods and used his natal artifact, the Divine Seal of Creation, to create a barrier to protect the gods and countless living beings. Unfortunately, the Tribulation Power was too terrifying, and the Divine Lord ultimately perished and his Dao dissipated. The Yuanchu Divine Seal was also severely damaged and its whereabouts became unknown."